Finding comfort in a patch of blue. Looking skyward, contemplating the universe. I find that when I need to rest my eyes, rest my mind, that is exactly what I do. Look at that patch of blue(or gray or clouds or rain). Look into the expanse of sky. A bird may be flying, clouds may be hurling themselves across the sky, a stampede of clouds, like shoppers at a sale when the store doors open. Rain may be falling or snow and out comes the tongue to catch the gift. I always feel amazed by what I see, as if I have opened my eyes for the first time. Each view is new, each view has it’s own story for that moment. Life has it’s own story for that moment and we need to grab it before is slides away, just like those clouds. Finding comfort in a patch of blue.
photos altered with DistressedFX. Magazine collage, and washi tape.